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will we be getting another part of domestic headcanons… they’re so addictive to read i’m sorry 😣

I do have an idea of what i could write but I'm not sure when I'll be able to post it due to college, so it's all up in the air rn :(

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ᝰ.ᐟDomestic dominance headcanons I can’t stop thinking about Pt. 2

Makes you repeat his words, when you look in the mirror and don't like what you see, he'll walk up behind you, hands on your waist and say "you look beautiful, say it" and will make you repeat it louder if you mumble. "Say that again, louder."

Lifts your chin gently when you avoid his eyes. When you’re upset and not talking, he'll wait—just watching—until your gaze finally meets his.

"There's my sweet girl."

Opens your water bottle for you without being asked or just takes it from you silently when he sees you struggle and hands it back to you all without even glancing away from the tv.

Subtly flexing the difference between your hand size and his by holding your hand and looking at it intertwined with his.

Runs his thumb along your knuckles, just to remind you.

"So small. No wonder you need me."

Controls the grocery list. You try adding junk food, but it mysteriously disappears.

"I said real food. You’ll eat properly or I’ll feed you myself."

If you pick up a bag of snacks and add it to the cart he will add two more of the same ones behind your back.

Texts you instructions like it’s a checklist.

"Take your meds."

"Eat something green."

"Stretch your back."

"Send me a selfie so I know you’re alive."

Makes you sit on the counter while he cooks.

One hand on your thigh the whole time so you stay there.

"I don’t want you wandering off. Stay where I can see you." Steps between your legs to feed you a bite of whatever he's cooking, making sure it's up to your standards. "Good?".

Let's you yell at him all you want while you're upset, he will just silently walk up to you and wipe your tears with his thumb "go on love, I'm listening".

Has a "look" he gives you when you're being bratty.

No yelling. No scolding. Just the kind of stare that stops you mid-word.

"Try that again and we'll see how far you get, sweetheart."

Always feeds you the first bite off his plate, makes sure it's got a little bit of everything off his plate and holds it up to your lips "open up".

Never lets you pay for anything, if you even try to pull out your wallet after dinner, he'll lean back and cross his arms "I'll let you try again" And will stay there till you put your wallet back and he pulls out his card.

You get mouthy, and he just smirks.

"Big words for someone who cried because I told her no snacks before dinner."

Tucks the blanket around you snugly every night and kisses your temple before sleeping and always says "i love you". Always. before he falls asleep.

pt.1

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Survived the first day of college y'all 🥳🥳 officially one step further from mental sanity. Definitely didn't sit and play sudoku through all lectures 💀

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I do indeed need the part 2 of the domestic dominance headcannons, please and thank you :3

Have good day!

I will be making a part 2 probably next week...? No promises though cause my college starts next week 😭🙏🏻

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You have the cutest blog ohmygooooood 😭💖

Omg stoppp thank youuuu soo much 🥹💗 I'm cryinggg 😭

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Hello to my newfound audience I'm definitely not shitting my pants 🥹

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ᝰ.ᐟNicknames they use for you

"Baby"

the default one. The one used casually and everyday, sometimes used teasingly, "you're just my spoiled little baby, huh?"

"Kitten"

Reserved for when you're being bratty, clingy, needy.

"You've been pawing at me all day kitten, does someone need attention?" They coo in your ear.

"Sweet girl"

Usually always used to fluster you, when you don't meet their eyes, your eyes downcast and face flushed, they will draw your attention by lifting your chin gently to meet their eyes and use that voice on you. "There she is, my sweet girl".

"Good girl"

Used when they see you doing good, drinking all your water and they will pat your head gently and speak a low "good girl".

"Trouble"

When you're being bratty, petty and think you're safe.

"Come here, trouble" they call, curling one finger towards you calling you over while also planning on how to ruin you.

"Doll"

When you dress up all pretty for them, wear the finest silks and do your hair all pretty, they'll place a hand on your waist infront of the mirror and whisper "my pretty doll" in your ear.

"Angel"

Usually used condescendingly, to put you in your place, to remind you of your place.

"What's wrong angel? Not so clever now, huh?".

Lastly,

Your full name.

Used when they're pissed, when you actually fucked up. You freeze everytime they say it—low, sharp and deliberate.

"Say that again [Your name], i dare you".

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ᝰ.ᐟDomestic dominance headcanons I can’t stop thinking about

Guiding you through streets with a hand on your hips, moving past you in the kitchen by grabbing your hips or waist to nudge you aside. Maybe they're holding a hot pan or plate and will gently guide you aside with a hand on your hips and words like "Careful baby—there we go, good girl".

Make you keep eye contact with them whenever you speak, it could be you rambling on about your day fidgeting with something on your lap and they will guide you to look up with two fingers to your chin, gently coaxing you to meet their eyes, "Hey, eyes on me, pretty".

Always making sure you're fed. You're busy with work, typing one email after the other and they will come up behind you tap on your cheek and press a fruit slice to your lips "Open. Now" and you do because there's no other choice.

It's always the one worded commands that make you lose it.

"Sit."

"Come here."

"Stop."

You don't carry bags or touch door handles around them and if you try, "what did i say?" With that stern look that makes you shut up instantly.

Pulling you between their legs while they're on a call, pressing your back to their chest as their hand travels up your shirt and traces lazy patterns against your stomach while they talk, making you shudder.

You say something snarky, bratty, they just give you the look, lean in and say "That's not how you speak to me. Try again".

Knows when your exhausted and will come shut your laptop for you with a simple "You're done" and drag you off to bed over their shoulder if your unwilling to leave.

Makes sure you're hydrated, if your water bottle is not as empty as they wish they will simply place it in your hands and cross their arms, standing over you. "Drink. Now".

Will always put your seatbelt on for you, usually with a snarky "There. Try not to die".

Always offering you the best seat in the house with a pat on their lap "Come. Sit."

Part 2

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Neighbor ♡𓂃⋆.˚

Summary : When you move into a shady neighborhood, you don’t expect to fall for the man next door.

warnings : none, just fluff.

divider credits : @/cafekitsune

If someone would've asked you about your dream house you would've definitely described something picturesque something out of movies and books definitely not the tiny apartment you just rented out in the middle of the shady neighborhood.

It was run-down, probably a few leaks and bad plumbing but nothing you couldn't fix or find someone to fix but hey, at least the rent was cheap.

When you decided to move out of your parents house and finally get your own home you definitely didn't consider how difficult that would be considering your pay and your absolute refusal to take your parents pretty penny for anything.

Sighing audibly you set down your last box in the house, stretching to relieve the dull ache in your limbs.

You pulled out your phone to check your to do list with most of the checkboxes ticked, except for 'buy cleaning products'. You looked up to see the dusty counters and cabinets and sighed grabbing your car keys.

The drive to the store was short and quick as you picked up what you needed. When you returned home however, you saw him.

The tall man with broad shoulders, wearing a black wife beater and black jacket and skinny black jeans. He was built like a tank, his muscles outlining through his clothes, standing there with a plastic bag containing what looked like a tv dinner and a can of beer.

He seemed to be staring at something, your doormat to be exact. The rainbow doormat with the words "welcome in" written on it before he ultimately peeled his eyes away and opened the door next to yours.

Wait? That's your neighbor?!?.

You knew you lived somewhere dangerous but didn't know the danger would live right next to you. The man looked like he could knock someone out with one hit. It would be best to steer clear of him for now.

You spent the next few days turning the place into a home or as close as you can get to that with how you dealt with leaking faucets and peeling paint off the walls .

You called people for what you couldn't fix but when it came to giving your location on where they had to come work, the call always ended on similar lines "oh i can't work there", "oh actually I just realized I'm busy then".

You weren't dumb you could tell nobody wanted to come work in a area full of shady people, hell you wouldn't want to work there either but you needed those faucets fixed somehow.

The next time you ran into your bear of a neighbor was when you were watching him again on your way back from work. He held a toolbox this time, there seemed to be grease on his cheeks which had been wiped haphazardly by him.

'He looked like he could fix a few faucets' you thought, no wait shut up no way that man was going to fix anything in your house.

You ignored him again when he walked by your door and peered down at your doormat and now the little plant next to it and gave a smile. he smiles?!?.

You were stubborn for a week, refused to go to him for help and watched whatever youtube tutorials you could to DIY your way through this.

Now you sat with a brand new set of tools, half of which you didn't even know to work and a glass of wine you sipped to stay sane.

An hour into the mess and you could finally say you give up, so you stand up, march to the kitchen, fill a casserole of your signature lasagna and walk out of your door and over to his.

"Deep breaths" you sigh to yourself before mustering up your courage and ringing the doorbell. It takes beat and your mind yelling at you to turn around and screaming this a bad idea until the door creaks open.

Infront of you stands the same man you watched a couple times definitely not like a stalker. He's wearing grey sweats and a faded t-shirt, eventually your eyes travel upwards to his face where he stares down at you smirking, definitely noticing the way you causally checked him out.

"Can I help you, birdie?" He asks with a baritone drawl.

God you wanted to dig yourself a hole and bury yourself in it.

"Hi, I'm your neighbor" you say trying to keep your voice as calm and collected as possible.

"I can see that" he smirks. God this was humiliating.

"I brought you this" you say thrusting the casserole his way "it's my signature lasagna" you say with a smile.

He takes the dish from you giving you a amused smirk, he could tell from your face you probably needed something but wouldn't say it.

"Thank you" he says as you stand there not uttering a word, frozen on what to say next, not like you didn't rehearse this a hundred times earlier just to forget all your words when he opened the door.

"Can i help you, love?" He asks. You ignore the term of endearment before speaking "um yes actually.." you say embarrassed.

"Can you fix faucets?" You ask sheepishly which draws a chuckle from him.

"Sure thing sweetheart, how about first thing tomorrow morning?" He asks leaning against his door. "Or do you want me to fix it now?" He asks standing up straighter again, ready to walk to your house to fix the issue himself.

"No! No, tomorrow morning works fine" you say eyes widening, no way did you want him to come over and see your little DIY disaster and half drunk bottle of wine.

He takes a step back raising his brows in amusement. "Ok noted love" he says.

You bid your farewell and he ends it with a "sleep well birdie" making sure you've entered your apartment and shut the door before he shut his.

He shows up first thing in the morning like he promised while you're still sipping on your morning coffee. He's dressed the same as usual in his grey sweatpants and another faded t-shirt.

He steps inside your home with an air of dominance with his toolbox in hand though you had set out your own set of tools which you had bought. They only earned a "tsk" from him before he started working with his tools.

"It's a easy fix, dove" he says after assessing the damage making you sigh and deflate audibly earning another chuckle from him.

He's way more efficient than you and gets to work immediately making small talk the whole time, casually flirting with you.

"So will I be bribed with more food next time something needs fixing?" He chuckles.

"Ha ha very funny" you roll your eyes crossing your arms.

It sure was a sight for sore eyes watching him work under your sink with his shirt raising upwards revealing the muscles underneath.

"See something you like?" He asks as he catches you staring making your cheeks flush as you quickly avert your gaze.

"Hey no shame in it" he shrugs chuckling at you. "I don't mind being stared at, especially when it's a pretty birdie such as yourself" he smirks.

"Tell me dove, did you try to fix this yourself?" He asks looking over at your tools.

Your face burns in embarrassment as you nod "yeah I did". He laughs before answering "yeah i can tell" he says.

"What did you even use that for?" He laughs pointing at the random long nose plier you had lying around making you roll your eyes at his teasing.

"There we go birdie, all fixed" he says standing back up and dusting his hands off after a while.

"Your lasagna was very delicious by the way" he says leaning against your counter.

"Thanks, I owe you one for this" you smile at which he smirks.

"You think?" He asks "well I know of a repayment" he says eyeing you.

"We've got the whole day ahead of us" he says lifting himself of the counter to take a few steps towards you, cornering you against the cabinets.

He places his arm over your head looking down at you "let me take you out on a date birdie" he says smiling at you.

You could feel your heart doing backflips at his smile, god how could this man be built like this but be such a charmer.

You nodded meekly at him as he tsked. "Use your words angel" he says.

"Can i take you out on a date?" He asks again.

"Yeah you can" you nod cheeks flushing as he leans down by your ear "ok I'll come pick you up" he says before stepping back and packing up his tools.

He winks at you on his way out "wear something pretty" he says before stepping out of your door closing it behind him.

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PROMOTION ♡𓂃⋆.˚

Summary : you always hated your office enemy but what happens when it's you and him for the one promotion spot.

"Finish these by the end of the day" your manager says coldly after slamming a stack of files on your desk and walking away.

You sigh groaning as you hear a snicker from the cubicle next to you. Your annoying coworker leans back his chair acting smug as he looks over at you.

"Looks like overtime again" he chuckles smirking and God you wish you could just push him off his chair then and there.

"Shut it, will you?" You groan resting your head against the desk.

"Well I heard there's a spot up for promotion" he says causing you to perk up at the word 'promotion', not like his smooth voice had any effect on you pfft.

"So?" You say uninterested as you type away at your computer.

"So?" He says mocking your tone, "Yeah it's definitely not like you have been keeping that 'manifestation' folder on your computer" he scoffs crossing his arms.

You can feel your eyes widen before you could school your emotions back to normal.

"Tha- that's personal" you squeak out, God that came out way too pathetic.

"Besides its not even about that" you roll your eyes trying your best to salvage the rest of this interaction.

He let's out a dry laugh before crossing his arms and saying a "sure".

You turn back to your work trying to forget this whole conversation but the word 'promotion' swirls in your head.

It seems to be the talk of the whole team, there's bets on it too apparently, the two most likely candidates being you and him.

As your manager grilled you once more for another late file, you sigh as you walk back to your desk, only to find the same smug guy standing by your desk.

"Here to rub it in?" You scoff sitting down in your chair.

"As much as I want to, no" he says placing a cup of coffee on your desk.

You look up at him in confusion only to be met with his face to close to your leaning down to stare back at you.

You take a minute to look away and clear your throat composing yourself, your face all red and flustered.

"He grilled you that bad huh?" He says, his eyes intensely looking into yours.

"What do you mean?" You ask looking away embarrassed.

"Your eyes are watery" he notes before retreating and walking away.

'He's leaving at office hours?' You think but decide to ignore it and turn back to your workload.

You sit at your desk for what seems like hours working, till your eyes start burning from the screen time.

You decide to get up and go for a breather in the break room.

As you walk there's a group by the coffee machine that seem to gossiping, typical office things.

You walk to the coffee machine as you can't help but overhear the conversation. The words 'promotion' fall on your ears for nth time today as you turn to enquire.

"What's going on? Something about a promotion?" You ask taking a sip of the coffee.

"Didn't you hear?" A coworker says as she looks at you and picks up her mug.

"Hear what?" You ask casually.

"They're giving the promotion to someone else" she says looking at you to make sure to see every reaction on your face, to pick apart at it like a vulture.

You still as those words hit your ear. You obviously knew who the 'someone' is, it couldn't be anyone else.

You place the cup down gently, not wanting to break the porcelain as you let out a shake exhale.

"Honestly I thought you would've known" she says shrugging, maybe it was a sick way of rubbing salt in your wound.

"No...i- I need a minute" is all you say as you walk out of the break room.

"Seriously?" You say storming inside the HR room. "After all my overtimes and extra work?" You seethe.

"I still don't stand a chance to him?" You say as the manager looks at you clueless.

"Um, I'm not sure what this is about but I'm very busy right now" she says to you.

"Lets talk about this later" she says, her face seems unsure, sympathetic almost and then it hits you.

Is she pitying you? Like you're some pathetic poor person, wronged and helpless and like she's not the person who decided who gets the promotion?

"No, forget it" you say not wanting to be some helpless fool as you turn on your heel to leave.

As you walk out of the office frustrated you're greeted by the same man you now despise standing next to your desk.

You can't help but feel pure rage as you approach him. "Here to rub it in?" You seethe.

"No-" he begins but you cut him off "save it, i don't need a pity party or your condescending words" you say holding a hand up.

"Not everything is a joke" you say looking at him with hatred as you turn your back on him and leave, storming out of the room.

If only you had stayed behind, let him finish his sentence, would you have heard what he had to say.

You would've seen the envelope in his hand with your name on it and the words 'promotion letter' right underneath and the bouquet of flowers he held behind his back .

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｡𖦹°‧⭑.ᐟMasterlist ♡｡𖦹°‧⭑.ᐟ

find all my writings below :)

Coffee?

summary : when a bad drink causes misunderstandings and sacrifices of taste buds.

Puppy ♡

summary : when your overly energetic puppy plays wingman for you.

Darling ♡

summary : when a run in with your ex makes things sour but atleast your lover is here.

Happy ♡

summary : when disneyland becomes the happiest place on earth with an unexpected partner.

Bakery ♡

summary : your bakery is struggling till one evening a cute guy steps in through the doors.

Doc ♡

summary : a gynac visit with your lover and his antics will obviously be fun.

PROMOTION ♡

Summary : you always hated your office enemy but what happens when it's you and him for the one promotion spot.

Neighbor ♡

Summary : When you move into a shady neighborhood, you don’t expect to fall for the man next door.

...more to be added ᯓᡣ𐭩

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Doc ♡𓂃⋆.˚

summary : a gynac visit with your lover and his antics will obviously be fun.

warnings : none just fluff <3

Going to the doc with him was a task in itself. it was just a routine check up but he still insisted in accompanying you.

He seemed to be having a new 'living healthy' mindset recently, being more into vitamins, healthy foods and keeping the body clean and healthy and fussing over you to do so too.

Going as far as cancelling all his plans for the day to be there with you, promptly telling anyone that called to ask about him saying "She needs me today" as you facepalm at his serious expression.

He makes sure you're well fed and stresses on your behalf. Makes sure to ask the important questions as well "the doctor? its a women right?" with the most concerened face ever and you can't tell how hard you tried to not face-palm then and there.

Starts packing hours before the appointment cause "we should be there on time" he says. Drives there early too, the receptionist is staring at both your faces confused as to why you're he's acting as if a normal checkup is a complete crisis.

As he sits at the waiting area he looks around at the various health and informative posters on the wall along with the various models of reproductive system in the room.

He points at the fallopian tube, lighting up as he says "Hey! I know that one, you told me about it" as you smile along like a proud parent.

When you two do enter the doctors office, he sits with his arms folded only because you begged him outside to not pull out his intricate notebook and pen he prepared beforehand, his justification being "but baby I need to note down all the important stuff" with the biggest puppy eyes.

It took all your willpower to still say no to him and you could swear you heard the man whimper before putting the notebook away.

He sits infront of the doctor listening intently to every word she says.

It was surprising to you too how much he knew about you, the questions he asked were also some things you might have forgotten to ask but he remembered perfectly.

Fusses over you after you come home and makes sure all the things that the doctor recommended are implemented, goes as far to research meals that would be healthy for you and your body.

A short one but I needed to get out of the block :,(

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Bakery ♡

Summary : your bakery is struggling till one evening a cute guy steps in through the doors.

warnings : none just fluff <3

There was nothing you got out of your little bakery other than unpaid bills and reminder for deadlines of other bills. It was rough to say the least but your will to make things work out was stronger.

You knew your breads and little pastries were good, even if they didn't sell you knew from their taste and the few friends that tried them that they were good.

The big conglomerate in front of you would say otherwise though, as none of their little workers would even turn to look at your little shop across the street. They all just flocked to the little coffee shop next to you.

What was so interesting about the small place, the coffee was fine from what you had heard, nothing special.

You pull another batch of cookies out of the oven seeing the office crowd march it's way back from the coffee shop with the signature cups of coffee in their hand.

As you closed that afternoon with little to no business as usual, you were taken aback when that angelic looking man stepped into the bakery.

He walked up to the counter with a sheepish smile ordering a couple things which you quickly packed.

"Hi" he muttered softly "Hope i didn't interrupt you packing up" he says as you chuckle softly telling him it wasn't a problem.

The man seemed attractive enough to let it pass but what he uttered next made you still.

"I run the cafe next to you" He spoke smiling as if you were gonna smile back but the scowl on your face said otherwise. This was your sworn enemy.

You still threw him a fake smile and handed him his food. He pulled out a cupcake proceeding to take a bite. "This is soo good" He remarks his eyes dripping with love.

You just fake smiled before telling him how much he owed, he frowned at your hostility but still proceeded to praise your food.

It felt hurtful to be rude to him when he was being so nice as he stood there with bit of the sugary icing smeared on his upper lip.

You motioned for him to wipe it but he just tilted his head to the side with a soft "Hm?".

God you couldn't be mad at him not when he took the small tissue from your hand while smiling cheekily and wiped away the sugary icing.

"I bake too but not as good as this" He says and you couldn't tell what was more sugary his words or your cupcakes. He muttered a "I'll see you around" before turning around and leaving.

No you definitely didn't love your sworn enemy, no you didn't think about him as you fell asleep last night or when you added icing too the fresh batch of cupcakes.

Something felt different today when those robotic looking office workers didn't instantly bee line to the coffee shop, when some of them didn't instantly turn their feet back to their building.

Even weirder when their coffee clad hands pushed open the doors to your bakery, buying a good amount of baked goods which you eagerly packed.

Closing up felt better today when you had practically empty shelves but you felt disappointment when the familiar coffee shop owner walked in and frowned at the empty shelves.

"No cupcakes?" he asked before his eyes fell on the only remaining two in the tray and his eyes lit up. I smiled packing up the two for him

"I didn't know recommending you to those office guys would lead me to have no cupcakes" he spoke pouting as you froze. 'He did this?' you thought, handing him his cupcakes.

Like clockwork he took one out again biting into the sugary treat. Your eyes were stuck on him as he ate, how could someone make even a cupcake look so delicious.

Next day you found yourself making an extra batch of cupcakes just for him and saving them at the side. The smile on his face is worth the extra effort when he sees the cupcakes on the tray.

But this time he brings a cup of coffee along, handing you the small cup as he takes the cupcakes from you.

This went on for a week, your feelings growing for him with the small interactions.

You set out the tray of cupcakes you made for him expecting him to come in any minute but when the door opens a mysterious man steps in.

He walks up to the counter, his stature blocking your view of the exit, he looks at the counter before pointing at the only remaining cupcakes.

You gulp at how to explain to this scary looking man that those cupcakes were saved for a special someone who you prayed would walk in any minute.

You thank whatever god heard your prayers as you hear the door open again followed by the familiar sound of footsteps before he finally comes into view.

He glances between you and the man, your frowning distressed face enough for him to sense something is wrong as he clears his throat.

The scary man asks for the cupcake again before being cut off by him "Sorry man i already ordered those" He says smiling but his face is threatening enough.

The man doesn't take the hint as he stands there looking between the two of you.

"Leave my cupcakes and my girl alone man" He sighs crossing his arms. The scary guys eyes widen at his words, he grumbles something before walking out.

'My girl?' the words he spoke still left you in a daze but you came back to reality as he cleared his throat, you looked up at him noticing the pink hue on his cheek as he stood looking at you awakwardly.

Embarrassed you quickly packed him the remaining cupcakes as he pulled out his wallet to pay but you quickly stopped him "No no this ones from me, for saving me from that guy"

"Nonsense i still wanna pay" He says but you insist he doesn't have to, he sighs putting the wallet back in his pocket before turning back to you.

"I'll only agree if you let me take you out on a date" He says crossing his arms as he refuses to take the cupcakes from you.

Your eyes widen at his words but you nod with a small "sure" and he smiles taking the bag from you.

"You know i meant that 'my girl'' He says as he walks out of the store leaving you blushing.

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Happy ♡

summary : when Disneyland becomes the happiest place on earth with an unexpected partner.

warnings : angst, fluff to angst, sorry pookie <3

The happiest place on earth definitely didn't feel the happiest when your friend gets the flu and you're too broke to waste your tickets so you just decided to go by yourself.

But that too seemed like a stupid idea now that you stood in line for your favorite ride but without your best friend, the best friend who on call reminds you that everything happens for a reason and maybe you were meant to go alone but you just rolled your eyes at her.

the staff called on you to go take a seat but you were alone and the people behind you were a couple so of course you would sit alone for this ride too, just another pitiful reminder of how you decided to come alone.

So it was pretty surprising when the cute looking guy behind the lovey dovey couple decided to sit next to you. You just prayed that your wide eye didn't scare the guy away before the ride started.

Instead the guy started a conversation with you and suddenly the ride you were so dying to go on seemed not that interesting after all.

You're even more sold when he tells you he came here alone too, something about winning the tickets but you're too focused on the ride around you.

He even offers you his hand when he gets off the ride which you gladly take. He takes you by surprise when he asks "which ride should we go on next?".

We? as in you and him? you ask and he just nods like you asked the most simple question ever, embarrassed you just point to the next ride and let him drag you by the hand there.

He stands next to you in line, talks about the weather, about the ride you're gonna go on and you nod as he does most of the talking for a while.

laughs with you on the ride, holds your hands as it drops from a height, laughs with you while your hair floats up to the sky from the drop.

Even though you decline, still buys the pictures from the ride where you're screaming and he's laughing, he thinks its cute and you think its embarrassing but accept the picture when he shoves it in your palm.

This was YOUR trip now, his and yours. You go on every single lovey dovey ride on your list and all the crazy and dangerous rides he has on his list and its a fair trade.

You're both starving by noon and finally sit down to grab some food and only when you sit is when you realize just how much you had walked up to that point.

That lunch felt more like a catching up with a old friend than with a complete stranger you met a couple hours ago. You accepted the bites he fed you off his plate like it was second nature even offering him your food in spoonfulls.

As the sun began to set you decided to walk to the Disney castle, stopping on your way at one of those carnival games and after you both lose a lot of money you managed to win him a piglet stuffed toy.

He held the piglet in his arms as you two walked up to the castle, making it just in time for the fireworks.

You turned to look at him to see if he's looking at the scene too, just to see his eyes already on you, his face inching closer as you lean in too. The kiss was short but passionate leaving you breathless if even for a moment.

As you pull away he's distracted by the buzzing of his phone, he looks at it before he looks up at you with a sad face and your face drops too.

He mumbles a quick "i have to leave" before turning away and disappearing into the crowd. Your hands reach out fingers barely grazing the back of his shirt before he's out of reach and soon out of sight.

A loud firecracker pulls you out of your daze as you turn back to the bright castle. You briefly look down to the picture held tightly in your hand, the one you took on the ride and you realize he left with the piglet as well, each having a parting gift.

And maybe your friend's words do make sense after all 'everything does happen for a reason' and maybe this place was happy after all.

don't know if i wanna make a part 2 to this but let me know if you would like one.

[reaperexe]

Darling ♡

summary : when a run in with your ex makes things sour but at least your lover is here.

warnings : mentions of previous trauma.

Grocery shopping wasn't really a fun activity but grocery shopping with him was a whole new activity now. The unnecessary items he would throw into the cart acting like it was normal for you to have two giant family packs of cereal in your house before scolding him to put them away.

And he would put them away but just act like a kicked puppy on his way to do so. So when you steered the cart away from him and into the other aisle's to get away from the doe eyes and begging you didn't expect to run into someone.

That someone being your ex boyfriend. the ex boyfriend you swore to never interact with again. Your eyes widen and so does his when he sees you.

He says your name softly, you try not to cringe at the way your name rolls off his tongue and you don't even want to take his name.

"Been a while..." he says his tone already condescending like it had been all those years ago and your grip tightens around the cart.

Meanwhile your lover strolls through the aisles putting back the boxes of cereal and gathering more unnecessary items.

"You cut your hair?" he asks obviously ignoring your discomfort

"You know I've been meaning to reach out to you....." He says "wondered how you've been doing without me" He scoffs.

"I've been fine, better even" You say clenching your jaw.

"Really?" He says with a mocking look. "And here i thought you would come to your senses" He laughs.

The audacity of this man you think but your mouth dries when he slowly begins to approach you.

A strong voices pulls you out from your thought and stills the man in front of you "Darling?" Your lover calls coming up behind you as you breathe a sigh of relief.

He immediately recognizes the man in front of you from having to hold you all those years ago from all the nightmares and tears 'never again' he had sworn to himself.

He moves to stand defensively in front of you eyeing the guy, looking down on him.

"Hey man" Your ex says smirking "You are?.." He asks your lover trying to keep up his smugness despite your boyfriends intimidating gaze.

"Her boyfriend" He says his tone still dominating and he looks down on the guy.

"Oh yeah, we were just talking" he says "Right sweets?" He says peering over at you over your boyfriends shoulder.

You grip your lovers arm out of anger, not wanting to hear that voice or nickname.

"Well i think she's done talking man" Your boyfriend says firmly.

"Look mate-" Your ex begins stepping closer causing your boyfriend to cover you more and step towards him.

"I advise you leave" You speak up as your ex looks at you then back at your lover.

If looks could kill your ex would be dead by now, sensing the tense atmosphere your ex mutters a "Whatever, your loss" raising his hands in mock surrender and stepping back.

Your lover raises an arm but stills when he feels your hand on him, as much as you would love to see your ex get punched, a grocery store was not the place.

"Let it go baby" You say to your lover softly as your ex walks away.

"He better count his blessings" Your lover sighs relaxing and putting an arm around you.

You laugh at his words kissing his arm.

"You handled that so well baby I'm so proud of you" Your boyfriend says kissing the top of your head.

"You handled most of it" You say as he smiles, kissing you again

"Shall we check out?" He asks.

"Yes but only after you put back that giant bag of coffee beans, don't think i didn't notice" You say crossing your arms as he smiles sheepishly.

"But darlinggg" He whines but puts the bag back anyways as you smile.